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When I was a child, on Valentine's Day, my dad would come home with three heart-shaped boxes of candy...
one large one and two smaller ones... large one for mom and two smaller ones for my sister and me.

Growing up, one of my aunts who could not have children of her own was like a second mother to me.
Ironically, my mother died on Feb 13. Coincidently, hundreds of miles away my second mom aunt also
died on the very same day.

Ironically, a couple of weeks ago, I spoke over the phone with a friend. She told me about her heart-shaped
necklace... and I told her about jewelry... mostly rings... I had bought over a decade ago. Then the next day,
I opened my closet door to find a gift bag from a jewelry store sitting in the middle of the entrance to my closet
as if someone had intentionally placed it there. I assumed it was an old empty gift bag that had fallen down from
a high shelf in the closet. As I picked it up to put it back from where it had fallen... I noticed a ring box inside what
I thought was an empty gift bag. I opened the box to find a nice red heart-shaped stone gold ring that I suddenly
remembered buying about a decade ago right before Valentine's Day. Very strange coincidence.